Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Just as Nyla was about to get up, Damon's hands gently pressed down on her shoulders.

"Don't move. Wait here," Damon instructed.

Meeting his firm gaze, Nyla bit her lip and instinctively nodded.

Damon patted her head with a smile. "Good girl."

Nyla was left speechless.

Damon worked quickly, and soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.

Nyla couldn't help but swallow as she headed to the kitchen. She hadn't eaten dinner and was now quite hungry.

Just as she reached the kitchen door, Damon emerged, carrying a plate of sandwiches.

"Why did you come over?" he asked.

Nyla was captivated by the sandwiches in his hand. It was a simple creation-vegetables and eggs topped with melted cheese. The green vegetables and crispy-edged fried eggs looked especially appetizing under the light.

Noticing that all her attention was on the sandwiches and she had completely ignored him, Damon couldn't help but smile. "Go get your cutlery."

At his words, Nyla quickly went into the kitchen, grabbed her cutlery, and returned to the table.

you, Uncle Damon," she

her habitual way of addressing him and simply

as she took a bite, her eyes involuntarily closed

"So delicious!" she exclaimed.

it from you. Don't burn yourself,"

no sign

finished the entire plate of sandwiches, leaving not a crumb behind. As she put down

unappetizing, but his cooking was surprisingly good. She could

know how to make

Nyla could respond, Damon's phone

frowned slightly as he spoke coldly. "I'll be there

at the company. I need to step out for a bit. Rest early and don't

your back..."

careful," he

hurried out, Nyla bit her lip, a trace

up, washed and dried the dishes in the kitchen, then returned to her bedroom. Just as she

take it to heart. I support the idea of going abroad. Let

at the screen,

eagerness to go abroad likely stemmed from a fear of retaliation from

stepdaughter, and Wren wouldn't want to be dragged into

a long pause, Nyla replied with a